Maeve
Aidon appreciates the attention and he rumbles softly at the pat before resuming his position by Maeve. His eyes follow her into the kitchen, curiosity trickling along the bond as he watches her work, smelling fish in the air. Thankfully the smell isn't too strong for Maeve. It's one of the few types of fish she likes. She typically favors other seafood like shrimp, scallops, and crab. This doesn't bother her that and she's grateful for it, not thinking she could handle another round of morning sickness today.
The Arbiter smiles and Maeve is struck by the way it makes her eyes light up, causing her belly to swoop and she licks her lips, waiting for her to finish her sentence. It brings a smile to Maeve's lips in turn and a faint flush rises to her cheeks. "I'm glad you're here. I- I'm glad that this is where you want to be." And she is. Had Aurelia not been here when she figured out the news for herself, Maeve thinks she's still be curled up on the bathroom floor, crying over what she was meant to do.
Instead she's curled up on the couch and Aurelia is cooking for her, listening to her talk as she mills about the kitchen, easing Maeve into a comfort she hasn't felt in days now. The question paired with the tilt of her head makes Maeve giggle, shaking her head at the woman, "No, it's sentient. They lash out at anything that touches them and trap them inside, poisoning them and slowly sucking the life out of them. It's pretty awful." Maeve explains with a shudder, recalling how they had barely made it away unscathed. "This one was as tall as me and just as wide. It was massive."
The Madame manages to finish her tale just in time to sit up and help Aurelia, taking a bowl and plate from her. "You for it. It means unseen one. I know it doesn't seem fitting, but I promise it is." Aidon slips off the couch without hesitation, sitting patiently as he waits for Maeve to set his bowl down, a smile playing on her lips at the sight of it. "Thank you. This looks wonderful." She murmurs, taking up her fork and getting a little bit of everything on it, taking a small bite with a hum. "It's really good, 'Relia."
The Arbiter smiles and Maeve is struck by the way it makes her eyes light up, causing her belly to swoop and she licks her lips, waiting for her to finish her sentence. It brings a smile to Maeve's lips in turn and a faint flush rises to her cheeks. "I'm glad you're here. I- I'm glad that this is where you want to be." And she is. Had Aurelia not been here when she figured out the news for herself, Maeve thinks she's still be curled up on the bathroom floor, crying over what she was meant to do.
Instead she's curled up on the couch and Aurelia is cooking for her, listening to her talk as she mills about the kitchen, easing Maeve into a comfort she hasn't felt in days now. The question paired with the tilt of her head makes Maeve giggle, shaking her head at the woman, "No, it's sentient. They lash out at anything that touches them and trap them inside, poisoning them and slowly sucking the life out of them. It's pretty awful." Maeve explains with a shudder, recalling how they had barely made it away unscathed. "This one was as tall as me and just as wide. It was massive."
The Madame manages to finish her tale just in time to sit up and help Aurelia, taking a bowl and plate from her. "You for it. It means unseen one. I know it doesn't seem fitting, but I promise it is." Aidon slips off the couch without hesitation, sitting patiently as he waits for Maeve to set his bowl down, a smile playing on her lips at the sight of it. "Thank you. This looks wonderful." She murmurs, taking up her fork and getting a little bit of everything on it, taking a small bite with a hum. "It's really good, 'Relia."
Poor little girl
still waiting for her happy ending
still waiting for her happy ending
